Pastor Troy – Vice Versa

Pastor Troy – Vice Versa Lyrics

Artist: Pastor Troy
Song: Vice Versa

Yeah (yeah)
This song is called g#dd#mn, vica versa
It’s like, (the people & I will rely in God)
Picture everything that you thought was good, was really bad

Everything bad, was good
The whole world, vica versa
Vica versa (bad is good)
This sh#t here, g#dd#mn, gon’

Go’n get you a fat blunt of that ‘dro
Smoke that sh#t
Look up in the air n#gg#
Know ain’t everybody gon’ feel this sh#t

Vica versa
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What if heaven was hell and vica versa
If I told you go to hell, would you tell I cursed ya?

I re embersed ya, with the truth, so you know my fate
They pray I die I’m that n#gg# that they love to hate
I’ma make you use your mind, god, the 7th sign
And when you listen to these rhymes, n#gg# take your time

Again I ask, heaven was hell and vica versa
Would you start doin’ evil in order to nurture?
The spirit, man, do you understand, there’s a war
It’s ragin’ on

And the devil got some ammo too
Don’t get me wrong
But I put my trust off in the lord
It’s too corrupt

Know that God gon’ help me blow ’em up
I give a f#ck, heaven was hell and vica versa
I have no fear
I done witnessed too much hell right here

Lend me your ear, recall all the beer
We had to pour
’till all our n#gg#z hit the devil with the .44
Payback n#gg#

My liquor keep my from tryin’ to enter
Better alone
And to deal with all this wickedness, I smoke a zone
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Know I’m grown, but I’m still a baby
It’s vica versa so I guess I’ll beg satan to save me
God I’m confused, the fuse of all these muthaf#ckaz
Makin’ me sick

Virgin Mary never fu**ed nobody, but she sucked di**
With a clique of nasty concubine
And vica versa, so she’ll probably do the whole nine
Naste hoe

I don’t know where i’ma go this christmas
It’s satan’s birth
I’ma try to smoke a pund of weed, and ease the hurt
While jesus equiped with angels, the devil’s equiped with fire

Oh God so love the world he blessed the thug with rocks
Won’t stop until they feel me
Protect me devil, think the lord is tryin’ to kill me
It’s vica versa

Heaven is below, while this dozier keep me high
To see the lord almighty n#gg#, I’m ready to die
My reply for any questions asked
The devil made me do it

Who’s the devil may I ask?
It’s so polluted
Up-rooted from all this stupid sh#t
See me cremated, my adaption to the climate

So glad I made it
Elated that they gon’ go to heaven
But do they know
Heaven may not be th place to go

Again I ask, heaven was hell and vica versa
The devil’s demons, I’ll be damned if I’m gon’ let ’em hurt ya
Follow me…
If it was vica versa, I’d be and angel, ’cause I’m a devil

A doun south georgia rebel, a whole ‘nother f#ckin’ level
Remenisin’ on all the good and the bad that I did
Bustin’ caps and splittin’ wigs
And servin’ nicks and talkin’ sh#t

This is vica versa no f#ckin’ commercial
Heaven or hell, where do we go?
When we die, eternal fire or the street of gold
Only God knows, vica versa
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Release Year: 2001